The bombs are falling no faster than my friendsand you couldn't possibly imagine whats running through my headLetf, right; left, right.The dead are just the dead.
My love; my life, sick, tired, home and alone in bed.She had warned me but I just had to leave for new experiences and sights my buddies said to be exciting and heady
It would be no surprise to die tonightbut if I return home, I will face the regret of disreguarding her sentimentHowever, she is my motovation; she is my light.
If I had a clue, theres no way I'd be hereThe conditions are harsh and men are inferior
I believe its true, you have no idea until you're interior.
It is no matter to those men who or what you areTo them you're just another number; another statistic.
So who are they to direct me in this war?I'm nearly positive they don't care what battles I already wear Next chance I get, I'm running homeI will start anew and forget of these torturing nightmares.
I am young and lively
This war will not be the death of me
The bombs are falling no faster than my friendsand you couldn't possibly imagine whats running through my headLetf, right; left, right.The dead are just the dead.
My love; my life, sick, tired, home and alone in bed.She had warned me but I just had to leave for new experiences and sights my buddies said to be exciting and heady
It would be no surprise to die tonightbut if I return home, I will face the regret of disreguarding her sentimentHowever, she is my motovation; she is my light.
If I had a clue, theres no way I'd be hereThe conditions are harsh and men are inferior
I believe its true, you have no idea until you're interior.
It is no matter to those men who or what you areTo them you're just another number; another statistic.
So who are they to direct me in this war?I'm nearly positive they don't care what battles I already wear Next chance I get, I'm running homeI will start anew and forget of these torturing nightmares.
I am young and lively
This war will not be the death of me